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Ironically, it is
almost 45 years to the day

since the world was plunged
into the last global crisis.

While the blockade of Taiwan
is a particularly provocative

piece of brinksmanship on
the part of the Chinese,

defense analysts think it highly unlikely

that national pride will make them want

to take the world to the brink.

Would your country really
put the world at risk

by breaking this blockade?

Ma'am, there are two realities here.

The State Department would like
to continue to ease the Chinese

into the world community.

Politicians, however, face re-elections,

and the mood of the American electorate

is very strongly pro-Taiwan.

So you're saying...

What I'm saying is
the chances of something

going seriously wrong are higher
than I would like to see them.

The hotline established between myself

and the Chinese President Mr.
Lee Huan is in constant use.

We are absolutely on
top of this situation.

Mr. President.

Mr. President.

Yeah, yeah.

Surely one of you has got to back down.

Well, there's room enough for
give and take on both sides.

Thank you all now very much.

Can you give the world
an absolute guarantee

that the current crisis will not
escalate to a dangerous level?

That is all the president
has time for this afternoon.

I'm sorry.

Chief.

Sir, when is the
Captain gonna run a test?

Soon.

We've been 200 feet
under for weeks now, sir.

If the radiation's dropped
we want to know about it.

Soon.

Hey, still got the rubber sheet on?

Sure.
Right, sir.

- When, sir?
- Soon.

Soon.

I'm watching you, Giles.

Quit playing solitaire.

I'm watching you 24 hours.

Go now.

Sonobuoy away, sir.

Time up to the surface.

10, 9, 8, 7, 6,
5, 4, 3, 2, 1, 0.

Surface, sir.

Give me a reading please and
patch it into the computer.

Yes, sir.

Patch it in.

It's patched in, sir.

And the reading is...

it's 23 rads.

It's stable, sir.

Gentlemen, the Captain is speaking.

The sonobuoy here just gave us a reading.

We got 23 rads.

Evidently those trade winds must have

kept radiation up there
in the northern hemisphere

as we had hoped.

So you just break out the sunblock.

Listen, there's three
things I've gotta warn you

about down here in Australia.

They've got a funnel-web
spider down there

that'll kill you in 60 seconds.

They got a taipan snake,
kill you in 20 seconds.

And I hear that Beaver
down on Chapel Street...

She's gonna be doing
chin-ups on that thing...

Prepare to surface.

Yeah.

Go, go, go, go.

Yeah, go, go, go, go, go.

Does anyone remember how to surface?

Hey, Giles, as soon as we surface,

you make radio contact with Singapore,

New Delhi, Rio, Auckland.
Give me anything you got.

Yes, sir.

Let's find out what the
hell is going on down here.

Go, go, go, go, go.

Yes.

Are you still there?

I got to say, Captain.

I wasn't nearly as optimistic
as you were we'd make it.

I wouldn't have bet on it.

Oh, we had to make it, sir.

We're the good guys.

Down there is what's left of America.

Yeah, they might have a future.

That's what I'm talking about.

Not for long, sir.

There's been a 70% radiation spillage

factor at high altitudes
across the equator.

It's coming south.

I called the radio operator in Singapore

before she went home to die.

How fast?

How fast is it moving down?

I don't know precisely.
It depends on the wind pattern.

Do you have estimates?

According to Australian
Naval Command in Melbourne,

a matter of months, sir.

Well, I can't tell them now, can I?

Admiral Cunningham,
staying chief of staff,

would like us in Melbourne
as soon as possible, sir.

He wants us to pick some
guy up off an island,

get him down there pronto.

That's a great vintage.

Who the fuck are you?

You Dr. Julian Osborne?

Yeah, and who are you?

I'm Captain Dwight Towers,
commander "USS Charleston."

We've been asked by an Admiral
Cunningham here to escort

you back to Melbourne, sir.

Why?

There's not one bloody thing
that you or I or anyone

can do now?

I've been told to collect you, sir.

That's all I know.

Been to Melbourne, Captain?

No, sir.

This is a much better place to die.

Yeah, I don't doubt it.

Your government wants you
back in Melbourne, anyway.

You tell my government to bugger off.

That admiral did say you're going

to give us a little trouble.

I'm going to take those
handcuffs off as soon

as we're underway here, sir.

It's very big of you.

You know, we've been at
sea long while, Dr. Osborne.

We didn't enjoy the prospect of having

to detour here to pick you up.

I crunched the numbers for them,

and I spelled out what
those numbers meant.

There's nothing more I can do.

I don't expect intelligence
from our politicians,

but I did assume they could fucking read.

So radiation is on the way, huh?

If my government can find a way

to stop the sun rising and the
wind blowing, we're stuffed.

Last thing I heard was that
negotiations were proceeding

and everything was under control.

So what the fuck happened?

Well, I'm a submarine
commander, Dr. Osborne.

I wasn't exactly at the hub of influence,

or power for that matter.

That was my wife and kids.

Mhm.

Around the north of Australia,

the flood of illegal immigrants
from the north continues.

The chief of Naval staff,
Admiral Cunningham,

said today that the Navy had given up

trying to intercept the refugees,

as there was little point any longer.

The refugees are being supplied
with as much humanitarian aid

as possible, but the aid agencies

have admitted that they can't
cope with the huge numbers.

But on land, the Army has finally

been called in to stop the
flow of traffic to the south.

The prime minister said today
that he could understand why

people were using their
last reserves of petrol

to move towards Melbourne but
reiterated that the city was

- already grossly overcrowded...
- Hi.

Hi.

...and that food supplies

were limited and service amenities

rapidly deteriorating.

He said that it was
better if people stayed

in their own cities
with their own relatives

and support networks rather than try

to stave off the inevitable in
a distressing and pointless dash

to the South.

Bill didn't come again today?

No, he's got another little job,

and then he'll come and finish house.

Ha.

Ha.

He will.

There was nothing wrong with
this room in the first place.

Why did I marry an architect?

Peter, this is the first
time in my professional career

I've ever designed anything just for us.

Well, what's the use
of a bloody sun deck?

We're coming into winter.

Well, then it'd be wonderful in spring.

Yeah.

Yeah.

Listen, I picked up some
new trees from the nursery.

Can you help me get them
out of the back of the car?

Yeah.

Are you going to say
hello to your daughter?

Oh, look, darling, we've only
got half a tank of petrol left,

and mamma's gone and
gotten more bloody trees.

Yeah.

Yeah, isn't she silly?

If you're going to the
city tomorrow, can you please

get me some 4-inch nails.

The stand's running out.

Mary, hey.

Do you know there was a
scientist on the radio today

who said that the wind
patterns down here have been

like drastically altered
by what's going on

in the northern hemisphere
and that the radiation is

never going to get near us?

Right.

What, so you want to believe
that we're all going to die?

Of course, I don't want to believe.

Well, there's just as many scientists

who think it isn't going to happen

as those that think it is.

So why would you look on the gloomy side?

I'll see what I can do about those nails.

Bye, daddy.

Bye-bye, whoa.

Bye-bye, daddy.

Bye, daddy.

See you later, daddy.

See you later, daddy.

OK.

Not exactly what you'd call welcome.

Natives are definitely not friendly, sir.

Are you surprised?

You blokes blew up the world.

Hey, it was the Chinese who started this.

Takes two to make a war, man.

And we're here because your
government asked us to be here.

Yeah, so shut the fuck up, all right?

Yeah, well, I wouldn't
wear those uniforms

on land if I was you blokes.

- Come on.
- Let's go.

Let's go.

What's your problem, mate?

It's your fault all this shit happened.

Fucking moron.

Look out!

Whoa, whoa.

- You OK?
- Yeah, yeah.

Thanks, mate.

Thanks.

Welcome to Australia, commander.

Thank you, sir.

As of 1000 hours this day,
I will place my command

of submarine SSN 704, "The Charleston,"

under your command, sir.

Much appreciated.

I request permission now to
come ashore for the last time.

There's not much we can
do for you now, sir.

Possible you can do quite a lot.

We didn't bring you here just
to get Dr. Julian Osborne.

Would you report to my
office within the hour?

And bring Osborne with you.

Sir.

Peter.

Right on time, sir.

Well, more good luck than
good management these days, sir.

Are we nearly at stage two already, sir?

Yes, I hate to look at it.

Peter, what are you doing here?

He's here for the same
reason that you're here.

He was ordered to come.

But unlike you, he came willingly.

Good boy, Peter.

Osborne, do you realize
that by attempting

to defy your government's
order to come south

you are technically committing treason?

So shoot me.

Don't tempt me.

Commander Towers, I'd like you to meet

Lieutenant Peter Holmes.

A pleasure, lieutenant.

I've assigned Peter to you
so he can come straight to me

for anything you might want or need.

I need for what, sir?

We'll get to that in a minute.

Professor Nordstrum is waiting
for us in the conference room.

Jack, just a minute.

Do you mean I've been dragged all

the way back down here to listen to some

crackpot theory of Alan's?

He lost the plot years ago.

Well, he's very highly
regarded by everyone,

except you.

When he was my professor,
I was teaching him.

Osborne, can't you just accept the fact

that someone might have
come up with something

that you haven't thought of?

No, not at all.

Is your sister-in-law back in town?

Yeah.

I thought I might say hello.

Frankly, mate, the last
person on Earth I reckon she'd

like to say hello to is you.

Maybe I mess things up a bit.

A bit?

You ran out on her two
weeks before the wedding.

So I mess things up a lot.

But now, thanks to the boys in
uniform and their toys, maybe

it's time to try and
make some sense of life.

Forgive and forget?

I wouldn't count on finding
too much forgiveness in Moira.

Do you mind if we go and see Nordstrum?

Why not?

I could do with a laugh.

Julian.

Oh, Jack, for Christ's sake, get real.

It's over.

I modeled every possible
scenario on your supercomputer,

and they all came up doomsday.

Just come, will you?

It's taken three
billion years of evolution

to create a species with a
brain big enough to crack

the deep codes of the universe.

And what do we do with that knowledge?

We blow ourselves up.

Your sister-in-law
wanted to marry him, huh?

In most other respects,
she's quite sane, sir.

Are you saying that it's going
to be livable up there in what?

Three months.

Livable up where?

Show me one place where
those equations don't work.

Well, they don't get
anywhere near modeling

the real complexity.

Well, perhaps you could improve on them.

The cumulative effect
of these simplifications

is that you have underestimated the time

by a factor of 100 to 100,000.

The nuclear explosions
would have ripped a huge hole

in the ozone layer in
the northern hemisphere,

and the massive increase in UV radiation

will have the effect of
decreasing radioactivity

levels in the far north.

What about the radiation
already on its way here?

Nothing we can do to stop that.

But somewhere, somewhere
above the 60th parallel north,

there may be a zone where
human beings can survive.

Gentlemen, sorry.

If it was true?

Well, if it were true, then
we could take Commander Tower's

submarine and our submarines, get

under the radiation and
transport as many people

as we could to the far north.

Given the time scale, we'd
only be able to save what?

1,000 at most.

Who'd choose?

Hang on.

This is pure fantasy.

The government.

I'll be in charge of the
operation, but I'll have a say.

Will you stop this bullshit?

Hey, Dr. Osborne, if the
professor here has something

to say, I want to listen.

Admiral, you're suggesting I take

this boat back up north
to see if radiation

levels are dropping.
Is that the idea?

Well, your boat's a lot
faster than anything we have.

Will you provide me with
the manpower and materials

so I can be operable in a week?

That's not the point.

Week's about all you've got.

Which gives Melbourne what, sir?

Two months at best.

32 days minimum, sir, one
month to get there and back.

Look, I know it's an
extremely tight time frame.

I also know that your men have
been through hell already.

They sure have.

So what makes you so confident
these calculations are right?

Oh, there... there are a lot of
assumptions in my calculations.

Hmm.

And since human survival is
really what's at stake here,

you're just prepared to
categorically declare

that this man here is wrong?

OK, go on.

Test your theory.

But why the hell do you need me?

Commander Towers' boat has
got a supercomputer aboard.

You can use it to make future predictions

based on the data you collect.

Alan, couldn't you go?

I'll give you all the equations.

The survival of mankind is not quite

important enough to you, is it?

It doesn't really hold an appeal.

Chances of Alan's theory
holding water are about one

in a million.

I'm afraid I got better things
to do with the last few months

of my life, Commander Towers.

Alan's just had a bypass operation.

I'm fine.

I'd be happy to go.

OK.

Alan will go.

Good.

Then can someone take me back to
the island I was hijacked from?

Julian, you'll stay right here.

You'll phone in every
morning before 10 o'clock

and tell me your whereabouts.

Thank you, gentlemen.

Peter, hang on a second.

Peter, I owe it to you to tell
you that most of our scientists

think that Osborne is right.

A million to one chance.

You don't have to go if you'd rather not.

I can send someone else.

You ever been on a sub, lieutenant?

No, sir.

But they've always fascinated me.

This is a refitted Los
Angeles-Class nuclear T-6B

with a twin caterpillar drive?

Hey, Bobby.

Swain, this is Lieutenant Holmes.

I think whatever we do
from here on in Mr. Holmes

is going to do it with us.

You poor guy.

Sir.

Giles.

Giles.

Giles here's my radio operator.

Sir, I just got word from the Aussies

that they've started
repositioning their satellites

- for optimal global reception.
- Good.

That sounds good.

There'll be nothing to
pick up from the north, sir.

Well, when they get those
satellites beaming again,

you just got to check it out, huh?

Checking the northern hemisphere, sir?

Sounds good to me, Giles.

That's what the captain said, Giles.

Yes, sir.

How long can you stay under?

As long as we've got
food and fuel, six months.

What about air and water?

We make our own from the ocean.

Got about 800 movies right here on disk.

Yeah, 90% of them X-rated.

Sir.

Light slows the pressure.

Off duty, we sit here
we read, we meditate.

Works, right, Neil?

Yeah, homicide rate's
taken a real nosedive.

And that's it.

Captain.

Not bad.

Not bad?

Not bad.

What do we have to do to
impress you Aussies, huh?

Australian, Neil.

Everything's deliberately
understated, right?

Actually it's pretty fantastic.

Right.

You mind if I call you Peter?

Not at all, sir.

So I see the admiral had a
few words with you after I left.

Yes, sir.

I think he gave you the option of pulling

out because he's with Osborne.

This is bullshit.

The admiral did give me the option, sir.

But I've decided that I'm going with you.

Is there an agenda here?

Yes, sir, there is.

What's in it for you?

Yeah, the chances are slim.

But at this stage of the game, I couldn't

face myself if I didn't do
everything that I could.

Well, I like your attitude.

Permission to speak freely, sir?

Go right ahead.

Why don't you get away from all of this?

Even if it's for a couple of days.

My wife and I, we've got
this place up the coast.

Well, that's real nice of you.

We've got a hell a lot
of work to get done.

We're going back up north.

Yes, sir, of course.

Although the crew leave rotation
would already be worked out,

and we are provisioning the boat.

So...

Well, that's a hell of an idea.

I wouldn't get burned at the stake?

No.

Oh, shit.

Champagne, Reg.

Make it French.

Put it on my bill.

Moira, your account is already $2,000.

Oh, Reg, you're not
going to turn into a grouch

all of a sudden, are you?

I've got to wait.

You've got six months of French champagne

in your cellar.

I heard on the radio this
morning they think the winds

will stop it getting here.

And you believed it?

Yeah, I believed it.

But the way it's going, if
the radiation doesn't kill me,

the debts will.

No more credit.

Reg, don't be a bastard.

Give the lady champagne.

Thanks.

Martin.

Martin.

You used to have taste.

Oh, Reg, you don't think...

That's what he thinks.

I'm going to drink his champagne,

and then I'm going to send
him straight home to his wife.

Jeez, you can dance.

Used to dance a lot,
used to laugh a lot too,

and I used to love the
thought that tomorrow

was going to be another day.

Tell me about your family, Martin,

starting with the kids and not
more than 10 minutes on each.

Hi.

Hi.

Well, bread's not going to be a worry

for the foreseeable future.

I've got oodles of wheat
stored in the silos.

And milk's not going to be a problem.

And thank you.

There's plenty of coal for electricity.

What, you sure?

Yeah, but some things
are starting to disappear.

Yes, I got the olives, but
don't count it anymore.

Did you get my 4-inch nails?

No, I tried three different places.

How in hell am I going
to finish this place?

What exactly are you looking for?

Just all kinds of interesting
scientists are springing up.

Not those the government
is lying to you cranks.

Listen, some of these
people are highly intelligent.

And actually, I think the government

probably is lying to us.

What do Cunningham and
Morgan in there for?

I can't say.

You can't say?

Sorry.

I can't say.

So you expect me to
believe the government

when you can't even tell me,
your wife, what's going on?

They think there could
be some cause for hope.

Ah, you're right.

Because if they actually took the trouble

to read some of this stuff,
they'd be absolutely certain.

So if the northern hemisphere
is almost certainly

having a nuclear winter,
which has caused all the wind

patterns up there to reverse,
these high-speed equatorial

winds are sucking the
radiation right back up

into the northern hemisphere.

Yeah, and who's telling you this?

This is a top government source

who can't reveal his identity.

Oh, yeah.

OK, North Queensland are supposed

to be getting their
radiation sickness, right?

Well, they're not.

My aunt Irene called.

She has a friend there...

One complete set of "Encyclopedia

Britannica" I hardly ever used.

My wife knows everything.

Look, it might have
slowed down fractionally.

Oh, fractionally?

Come on.

You know, we were told it would
happen up there last week.

Do you want to believe the worst?

No, of course I don't.

Then just sit here and
read some of this stuff.

Sweetheart, I saw the radiation charts

when I went into the admiralty.

We're almost at stage two.

No, the wind change pattern thing has

only just happened last week.

Hello?

Mary.

Aren't you Moira?

I can't hear you.

Hey, Reg, turn the music down, would you?

Sure.

Hey, Saturday I'm coming
down to see my niece, right?

If you still want to.

What do you mean if I still want to?

Don't you want me to?

No, of course, I still want you to.

- How is she?
- She's fine.

Good.

Look, I've met this guy.

Frankly, he's a pain in the
bum, but he's still got a car...

Moira.

...he's got petrol.

Don't bring any more...
don't bring any more.

Just get the train down.

Mary, don't be such a prig.

I just can't stand any more of those guys

that you're hanging out with.

OK, forget it.

If that's the way you're
going to be, forget it.

Maybe I should have let her.

No.

Remember the last bloke your
sister brought down here?

Besides, I invited the
American sub commander

down here for the weekend.

You'll like him.

He's been through a lot.

He could use the rest.

He lose his family?

Yeah.

OK.

He can stay as long as he wants.

Go to sleep.

Hey!

She's still comes in here, right?

Almost every night.

Give us another one, will you?

Queen of the night?

Herself.

Wish me luck.

What the hell are you doing here?

You're looking wonderful.

I wanted to tell you that
when I walked out on you,

I made the biggest mistake of my life.

I wrote this to you three months
ago when I got onto the island,

and then like an idiot, I didn't send it.

I meant it.

I still do.

So why didn't you send it?

Because he only wrote it two minutes ago.

You finished with my pen?

Thanks, Reg.

Pleasure.

You can't blame a bloke for trying.

It's what I should have written.

Jules, you're back in town.

You're bored, and you want
to climb back into my bed.

If that's all I wanted, I
got plenty of numbers to ring.

Well, I suggest you
go and ring them then.

I've got us into a great gourmet

guest house at Queenscliff.

It's still offering an
almost complete menu.

I'm going to my sister's
place for the weekend.

The lovebirds.

That should be fun.

I want to see Jenny.

The guest house is just down the road.

Why don't you do whatever aunties

do and then come on down?

I mean it.

Walking out on you was the
biggest mistake of my life.

Jules, whatever we had is over.

Don't ever come in this bar again.

Hi.

How are you doing?

American or Canadian?

Oh, I suppose the smart
thing to be is say Canadian.

I see Americans are about
as popular around here

as cockroaches.

Well, you guys did press the trigger.

Family back there?

Yes, ma'am.

I'm sorry.

Like a drink?

No, thanks.

So since Taiwan was
already being invaded,

I'm just curious.

What do you think we should have done?

I'm not exactly sure,
but not what you did.

Oh, we think the Chinese fired first.

Well, that makes me feel a lot better.

Sorry.

But it's hard not to
feel a little pissed off.

Well, whatever happened,
it was stupid, wasn't it?

Yeah, it was incredibly
appallingly, but stupid.

However, it was not America who invaded

Taiwan just for the record.

Hey, I'm not blaming you.

If it was one of your politicians

or your military with their
bloody warrior mentality

sitting there, I would be.

"We're protecting your
freedom" really worked.

You sure you don't want a drink?

Actually, I could use a drink.

So where are you headed?

My sister's.

And you?

I'm just getting out of the city.

Are you ready?

It's getting like the old days.

My dad said they used
to get their milk ladled

in their bellies by the milkman.

Yeah, this one's a speed freak.

Faster I pedal, the more she yells.

Like the bike?

Yeah.

Yeah.

Listen, I asked a few
people over for dinner

tonight, sort of a little
party to cheer Dwight up.

What?

Not that featherbrained couple.

Well, you know, you have to
invite people within walking

distance these days.

This is going to be a disaster.

Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey.

I'll make my lasagna.

Oh, you're allowed to fix everything.

Come here.

And the train will be arriving
soon, so I'd better go get him.

Your sister did say she wasn't coming?

Well, that's the impression I got.

She didn't call.

I've got this sudden awful feeling.

Don't.

That would really be courting disaster.

Peter!

Oh, no.

This is Dwight.

Can you believe someone's called Dwight?

Yeah, we had a president called Dwight.

Oh, well, no wonder
you stuffed things up.

Can we give Dwight a lift
to wherever he's going.

I don't think that should be a problem.

- How are we doing, Peter?
- Good.

Moira, this is commander Towers.

Yep, warrior mentality.

I'm just a cog in the
old war machine, buddy.

That's me.

Pity.

I was just beginning to like him.

Oh, you still got petrol.

Half a tank.

Hey, but this is a special occasion.

I drive.

Moira, no.

You drive like a maniac.

Don't be pathetic, Peter.

And you've been drinking.

Have you seen alcohol pass
my lips this morning, Dwight.

Hell of a lot more than it passed mine.

In the back.

Nope, in the back.

Warrior, a tattletale.

One more strike and you're out, Dwight.

Yeah, you can choose your friends,

but you can't choose
your family, can you?

You said it, brother.

Yep.

Oh, we're here.

Oh.

Oh, it's true, isn't it?

You just want to love them to death.

You just want to eat them up.

There's plenty of food inside for that.

Oh, why have I wasted my life?

Why didn't I have one of
these, three of these?

There were a few men around
who would have put up with me.

Yes, you found them too boring.

And the one that wasn't
turns out to be a dead shit.

Oops.

Naughty Auntie Moira.

Don't mention his name this weekend.

I want to enjoy myself.

We all want to enjoy
ourselves this weekend.

Mary, this is Dwight Towers.

I didn't know my sister was coming.

Don't lie.

You rang and said there
was a Yankee coming down

and could I give him
what he'd been missing.

Moira.

But it's not going to work.

We met on the train, and the
chemistry's just not there.

Don't listen to her.

I don't know if that's possible.

Don't worry.

From now on, I will cease
all attempts at humor.

Oh, don't.

I mean, hell, it's
already been quite a while

now between laughs.

Where's my present?

It's caught up somewhere.

Where?

Upstairs?

Make yourself at home.

Thank you.

I'm just going to put you in here.

Thanks, man.

Merry Christmas, pop.

Come on, dad.

Dad, come and help us make the tree.

If you don't like the color,
sweetheart, we can change it.

There you go.

Come on, dad.

No, I love it.

I really do.

Your house, I love it.

I really do.

Well, why don't you sit down
and make yourself comfortable?

Thank you.

Peter, do you want to
get the commander a drink?

No, Dwight, please.

Dwight.

Well, get Dwight a drink.

Thanks, ma'am.

This is great.

Nice place here, Peter.

Thank you.

Yeah, well, thank you.

Mary's adding to it.

It reminded him of his family.

What?

The cottage.

It reminded him of the family.

Well, we better keep him occupied.

Why don't you take him out to the beach?

I hope he bloody swims.

I'm not great with sandcastles.

Guess who's back in town?

I know.

Don't go near him.

I had to nurse you through the
damage he did to you last time.

It is the same old thing all over again.

My head was saying no.

My heart was screaming yes.

It's the most remote
island in the world, right?

1,000 miles around the
whole goddamn island.

Go, girl.

I'll get my bucket and spade.

Please.

It's all right, Dwight.

In this country if you
help a girl with a lotion,

you don't have to marry her.

What's on the menu tonight, Peter?

Lasagna.

My own special recipe.

Oh, at least Mary and I
worked it out together.

Sharon and I do a great lasagna.

There you go.

Did I hear you guys boasting
about what great sailors

you used to be?

Well, it might interest
you both to know that I

used to be junior champion.

Either of you game?

Whoo-hoo!

Coming up on your port side!

Yeah!

Yeah, sucker!

Here I come!

Whoo-hoo!

All right!

Hey, where the hell
you think you're going?

All right!

Hey, what are you doing?

I think you people are crazy!

What are you doing?

Are you crazy?

You son of a...

Hey, wrong way, Dwight!

You people are crazy.

Here they come.

Here they come.

What would you say, Mary,
if I told you the captain

of a billion-dollar high-tech
warship was beaten in a yacht

race by a woman in a sarong?

Yeah, well, she cheats for one thing.

Dwight, you're a bad loser.

Sharon, you see...

you... Sharon is my wife.

Sorry about that.

What do you say we get
that lasagna going, Peter?

- You got fresh tomatoes?
- Yep.

- Yay.
- You got basil?

Yeah, we've got basil.

We've got tomatoes and basil.

Want some help?

Yeah, why not?

Thank you.

So what do you do for sex?

I'm sorry.

All your men under water all that time.

I've always wondered.

I mean, is it like prisons?

Do you all go gay for the duration?

Well, if they do, I
haven't really noticed.

Don't tell me they just
have the odd wet dream.

Why won't we just peel these tomatoes?

Oh, boy.

I just like to say a few words.

Oh?

Since they've come to Falmouth,

Peter and Mary have been
a wonderful addition

to our community.

Yeah, yeah.

And in these awful, awful times,

it really is a huge comfort
to get together like this.

It sure is.

So Peter, Mary, thank you.

And the lasagna is sensational.

Now that I can't take
any of the credit for.

Dwight took over the lasagna.

That was all his doing.

Superb.

Absolutely superb.

I wish Graham could cook like that.

Now tell me.

What's it like being in
charge of a submarine?

Oh, it's a bit routine
and boring, I'm afraid.

It's like being an
airline pilot, I suppose.

Pay you a lot of money for
the odd moment of terror.

Yeah, I guess so.

I don't know.

So now tell me.

Where were you when they set the bomb...

ow.

What?

Moira, it's a phone for you.

For me?

Hello?

Listen to this.

Canard á l'orange, brochette de scallops.

I've eaten.

Good.

It means we can get down
to some serious drinking.

No more Krug, I'm afraid,
but they have promised me

their last Dom Perignon.

And as I have my runabout, I
can be there in 10 minutes.

Jules, don't you bloody well dare.

I just don't see why we
have to be so pessimistic.

Absolutely.

There's some really brilliant
stuff on the internet.

It says the radiation is
never going to get near us.

That scientists said on Radio National

that it's now almost certain
that the radiation is

- being sucked up to the north.
- So what you say, Peter?

Which scientist?

On what program?

Well, I can't remember his name,

but well, he sounded as if he
knew what he was talking about.

He didn't.

He was just grabbing a second or two

of cheap glory telling people
what they wanted to hear.

Are you coming, Moira?

And what makes you such an expert?

Have you heard of the Gleak Prize?

No.

It's like the Nobel
Prize for mathematics.

And you won it, I suppose?

Yes, he did.

Bugger off, Jules.

No way, José, not without you.

You just think you are so smart.

How come there's no radiation
in North Queensland?

There's not one case.
It was on the news today.

Gastroenteritis, they're
calling it, aren't they?

Julian, do you want to piss off?

Shoot the messenger.

Charming.

I think the host just asked
you to leave, Dr. Osborne.

Well then, I don't see a need for you

to add your voice to
the chorus, John Wayne.

Julian.

The problem is that the
world has listened to Americans

for far too bloody long.

Are you coming, Moira, or not?

No.

Well, then I guess I'll just stay.

Oh, romance has blossomed.

You're drunk, Jules.

Now piss off.

You're on a good thing, Dwight.

I can tell you a bloody good thing.

Oh, I think the captain's about
to say something like, hey,

buddy, you're way out of line.

You are.

Now get lost.

Oh, well, good night, everyone.

It was lovely meeting you.

I don't know.

If "Old Ironsides" here,
who drove a boat armed

to the gunwales with atomic weapons,

proves a disappointment, I'm in room 407.

How many did you fire, Dwight?

And don't give me the
Nuremberg defense of I

was just following orders.

Good night, everyone.

Moira's taste in men
has always been bizarre.

Give us a break, Mary.

He might be a pain in the
arse, but he's no dope.

At least I could choose
someone who was sane.

Oh, yeah?

Sane enough to be a cog in the machine

that just blew us all up?

Oh, god, you sound like a broken record.

Just give it a rest.

I would if there wasn't
this radioactive cloud

about to hit us.

At least Jules had been warning
idiots like your husband

about it for years.

You know, I don't think Peter
had anything to do with this.

But you did, didn't you, mate?

You had nuclear warheads
on your bloody sub.

Hmm.

Well, if you'll excuse me.

And Mary, that was great work.

Thank you.

I'm sorry.

Really, I... I apologize.

Well, don't.

I carry warheads on my boat.

That is correct.

I was damn proud of it too.

I served my country the
best way I knew how.

The only question I
ask myself these days,

and I'm asking every
single millisecond now,

whatever the hell is left of
what I got, if where was I,

where were you?

Where were any of us?

Because I don't know what
the hell to insane nations

were doing facing each
other down all those years.

All that had to be done was
at the brains, you know?

The rational minds, the
so-called best, you know?

All they had to do was
just come, just come.

Come to the tables,
negotiate, break little bread.

Do you know we had a combined arsenal

of 65,000 nuclear warheads.

I have failed to find the logic in that.

No logic.

All I know is I'm raising a family now

on a government salary, and I got

a 10-year-old son in school.

And that kid, he's on his way
to being a basketball champion.

And he moves down a court
like you can't even believe.

I got a seven-year-old little girl.

I tell you if she was here tonight,

she'd have turned this
place into a cartoon.

She'd have been doing
impersonations of us.

She's stubborn as hell.

She's just like her mommy.

She's just like her mommy.

Sharon?

The best, you know.

These are the best things.

Talking about the best things.

Bedtime.

I'll show you where you're sleeping.

You might think I'm being
noble giving you the bed.

Not a chance.

It's as hard as a rock.

Oh, I can't do that.

What's the word for someone
who's very drunk in America?

Plastered?

Off your face?

Totalled?

You're plastered.

Mhm.

Plastered.

Hmm.

This is probably going
to sound crazy to you...

You feel like you're
cheating on your wife.

I knew there had to be men of
principle somewhere, Dwight.

I just never met one before...

It's just one part of my brain doesn't...

Dwight, it's OK.

It's OK.

Oh.

Back to the real world.

What do you do?

I own a small travel agency.

It seems there's nowhere
much to travel to these days.

I mainly do nothing.

So if you were at a loose
end, give me a call.

Well, your government's got
me on a pretty tight schedule.

I would like that.

We're very grateful that
you're prepared to take

this trip, commander.

Thank you, prime minister.

I guess I have my questions.

By all means.

OK, let's suppose life
can continue up there...

Selection?

It will be brutal.

Criteria, young, fit,
intelligent, resourceful,

fertile.

There'll be as little favoritism
as possible, commander.

Ken and I have already
ruled ourselves out.

I guess I'd like to request an
assurance that none of my crew

be replaced.

I think if they're going to
be survivors, as we only hope

there will be, I would
certainly want everyone

in my crew to be amongst them.

You have my guarantee.

I also think if Lieutenant Holmes here

is willing to put himself at risk

by accompanying us as he
is, I think that guarantee

should go for his family.

That's not a condition
that I've requested, sir.

I think the lieutenant and his family

would meet your selection
criteria perfectly,

prime minister.

You have my guarantee on
that too, Commander Towers.

I am very grateful, sir.

Well, that's it.

Oh, commander, cabinet has decided

that you ought to be promoted.

Chief of naval operations
under Admiral Cunningham

with the full rank of admiral.

Congratulations.

I always wanted to make it to the top.

Not this way.

Thank you.

So?

Another beer please.

So I got an assurance
from the prime minister.

Gave me his word.

We go?

You go.

Guys will really appreciate this.

There was no way in hell I was going

to sail without that guarantee.

This weekend, did you
happen to meet a woman

with a dangerously sexy voice?

Why?

Well, she called.

Who called?

Captain, if she looks
half as good as she sounds,

I'd phone right now.

You know, we got 1,000 things
to do if that boat's going

- to be ready on time, Neil.
- Yeah, In that case, I'll call.

What's your number?

She's not your type.

Why don't you pay the check, huh?

OK.

I've been underwater six months.

Every woman is my type.

Keep the change.

Your friend's waiting
for you on board, sir.

What are you talking about?

Friend.

As in, female, friendly, fabulous.

Sounds like you had an
interesting weekend, sir.

Nobody gets on board this boat, son,

without top security clearance.
Is that clear?

But she said you were expecting her...

Are you guys on drugs?

I mean, maybe we should all just jump off

the planet right now, right?

Who is responsible for
educating these dingbats?

Because you've proven
out to be a major fucking

difficulty in my life.

And what we have here,
as you can clearly see...

watch your back.

...is the nerve center
of the entire operation.

This area is manned 24 hours a day.

Well, here's the captain now.

Nice ship.

Boat.

Thank you so much for
asking me to have a look.

I'm sorry I'm a little early.

That's all right.

Ms. Davidson is a sister
of our Australian liaison

officer, Lieutenant Holmes.

Sister-in-law.

Sister-in-law.

That's correct.

My apologies.

I'm just going to show Ms.
Davidson the rest of the boat

now.
Chief.

Yes, sir.

Neil.

Right this way, ma'am.

These are my quarters, so to speak.

If someone doesn't
call me back, then fine.

In this case, I thought
there was a little

more going on than two ships...

Sorry.

...boats Passing in the night.

I wanted to.

I just got a big boat to get ready

here by 0400 hours tomorrow.

So...

I just spoke to your chief,
and he said everything here

is under control.

He said if you were gone for two
days, you would even be missed.

Well, is there anything else
you discussed with my chief

I should know about?

I've got this little place
I bought a few years ago.

So if you like fresh strawberries,

solitude, and the sound of surf
at night, you could do worse.

Moira.

Sorry.

It was very insensitive of
me to barge in like this.

Bon voyage, Dwight.

Whoa, whoa, where are you going?

How do you get to this place?

Is it far?

Give me a few hours to work on that one.

Yeah, Moira.

Yeah, I've got some planes.

I've got some helicopters.

I've even got some fuel.

But I've got no pilots.

They've all shot through.

Can't you do it for me?

Listen, honey, you know
I'd do anything for you,

but I only fly the ones with
the propellers at the front.

Sorry.

Problems?

Having problems?

How the hell did you get in here?

You didn't change the lock.

I assumed you'd have enough decency

never to use the key again.

Bad mistake.

What do you want, Jules?

Another chance.

Jules, I finally worked
out what your problem is.

What?

Your problem is you don't have a problem.

Most kids grow up feeling
inadequate in at least

one area of their life.

Not good looking enough, not coordinated

enough, not smart enough.

You've learned nothing.

You're still one big spoiled kid.

Kids grow up, eventually.

Not without pain, they don't.

If you're about to tell me to get lost,

then that's paying big time.

Do you know how much I loved you, Jules?

I do now.

Too late.

I've been looking back over
my life and everyone I hurt,

and it's not pretty.

What I did to you is pretty unforgivable.

So Why'd you do it then?

I guess I was scared it couldn't

keep being as good as it was.

Probably wouldn't have.

Nothing ever does.

Still would have been good, though.

I understand that now.

I understand a lot of things now.

Jules, it's too late.

Oh, for Christ's sake.

I'm here on my knees
telling you I love you.

Do you think I'm lying?

No.

Can we go to your farm?

No.

Why not?

Because...

Because why?

Because I'm going there with Dwight.

Dwight?

Do you like Dwight?

I don't know what I feel.

You can't be serious.

I've never met a bloke so stitched up.

He's lost his kids,
his wife, his country.

Considering all that, I
reckon he's doing pretty good.

Yeah, well, you can't go anywhere.

They cut the train services this morning.

Well, you've got a car and fuel.

What, I'm going to give
them to you and Dwight?

You owe me.

No way.

Please.

Moira, I'm working on
becoming a better human being,

but I haven't come that far.

Here.

Oh, my god.

Must be a boy thing.

So who's the guy who lent us this?

An old friend.

I presume this is the one he lent us.

I'm not so good with formula racers.

Holy smokes.

I guess so.

He's a professional?

Oh, no, just a hobby.

He used to race on weekends.

Not on this.

Sure knows his cars.

This Ferrari is one of
the greatest ever built.

I'll tell him.

He'll be pleased.

Wow.

Where are you going?

I'm not drunk now.

I drive fast.

Moira, this is a piece of
high-precision machinery.

So am I. We
understand one another.

Trust me.

Moira.

Yeah.

Not a little fast, huh?

Faster?

You want faster?

No.

Better?

Or maybe a tad faster.

This is sensational.

I looked for this place for months.

As soon as I came around the corner,

I knew this was the one.

You make it down here often?

No.

But always with the wrong person.

So what's it all about?

The trip.

They don't send you away
at this stage for weeks

unless it's something important.

Well, I'd love to share it with you.

There's that old top security, you know?

Security?

Who are we keeping secrets from?

Everyone's been annihilated.

I'm not going to tell anyone.

Hey.

Hey.

Hey, can I help you?

I believe you've been
issued with the pill.

Sorry.

They're not available yet.

Mate, I'm being called away by the navy,

and I don't know if I'm going
to make it back in time.

Come on.

I might not get back at all, and
I've got a wife and daughter.

Listen, you need to be
authorized by the navy,

and I'm under strict government orders

not to distribute them yet.

Yeah.

Hey.

What the hell, we're all going
to be gone in a few months.

The pills are painless, and
they work in a few minutes.

The syringe is for pets and children.

Hell of a way for the human
adventure to end, isn't it?

A little blue pill.

Good luck.

Do you honestly think that
I'm going to murder my own child

because of what some stupid
government scientist says

might happen?

Sweetheart.

For God's sake, Peter.

Just have some faith.

Everything's going to be fine.

I know you meant it for the best.

Mary, I've been asked
to go on a tour of duty.

What?

Come here.

I only got the pills in
case I didn't come back.

I just couldn't stand the thought of you

and Jenny getting very sick.

Where have you got to go?

For how long?

Sweetheart, just say you were wrong,

say the radiation was coming, but now,

suddenly, there's a chance.

There's a very real chance.

Chances are pretty
damn slim if you ask me.

I guess we'd be crazy
not to check it out.

Remember these?

Well, just.

They were my grandmother's.

Scratchy, imperfect, but I love it.

Why, because it was your mom's?

No, because they're from the past.

Somehow they're warmer, more human.

I tried to hire a helicopter that would

have landed us right here.

I couldn't get a pilot.

But you should have told me.

I joined the Navy as a
helicopter pilot when I was 23.

Dwight, is there anything you can't do?

I tried to learn Korean once.

Every time I ask for a pressed
shirt, she'd go shopping.

Can you lie?

No, not very well.

Why?

I can.

So far, I haven't had to with you,

which is a very good start.

You know what I think?

What?

I think if there's no radiation up north,

you're coming with me.

Now that's what I think.

I'm not the stuff of
which new worlds are born.

The computers will whirl and say,

good time party girl, no way.

OK.

Unless you're not on
board, I won't be either.

How's that?

Jesus!

Oh, my god!

Stupid son of a bitch.

What the hell do you think you're doing?

You're trying to kill someone?

What are you doing?

What are you doing?

Oh, Jesus.

Oh, Jesus.

They didn't know.

They didn't even know.

Look at that.

They didn't even tell them.

Jesus.

Jesus.

So the gauge on the feed
line that was sticking

has been repaired, sir.

Also the trim tank's been patched up.

We're just about ready to sail.

Good.

Byers and Sullman, sir.

The Aussie police found
them on a houseboat.

Two young women, sir.

Do you know every officer and
seaman on this boat reported

for duty on time today?

Do you have any idea why?

Because they're fucking idiots.

What's the story here?

The story, sir, is that it's
the end of the goddamn world.

Why the fuck are we sailing
off where there ain't nothing

but 200 rads of radiation?

Well, I think this crew understand full

well the implications of this mission,

and I think they know that
every man on board this boat

depends on every other man doing a job.

I think they do it well, and I
think they do it with respect.

And you cop an attitude with me again,

son, I'm going to rip your
little goddamn head off

right here, I'm going to use
it for a fucking foot ball.

I don't need anyone on
this boat who doesn't

want to be in this boat.

So I'll tell you what, you go
back to your girlfriend's right

now.

You do whatever the hell you like.

We're going to do without you, OK?

Sir, I'll stay...

Eat shit!

Get off this boat.

Get the fuck off this boat
before I pile-drive you off!

Son, get out of here.

If I see you again in my lifetime,

I'm going to rip you an
asshole, son, the size of what

you did not know you were.

Is there anyone else here
who didn't report for duty?

Everyone except Professor Nordstrum, sir.

Well, where the hell is he?

I've got no idea, sir.

Hey, he's not going.

I am.

You go take a course
in attitude before you

get in this boat, pal.

Cunningham's been trying to contact you.

Seems there might be some point
to this journey after all.

What's he talking about?

I want to drown this bastard.

What point?

What point are you talking about?

I'll take you over to admiralty.

They can explain.

I got my car over here.

How was your weekend, commander?

Hop in.

Has Dr. Osborne
filled you in yet?

Admiral Towers was deep in
thought on the way over, sir,

so I thought I'd leave it to you.

We retasked our satellite
into a higher orbit yesterday,

and someone up beyond the 60th parallel

is trying to send a video transmission.

Video transmission?

We're receiving IP traffic from a PC

with a video package attached.

There are no power sources left

up there to send a damn thing.

Well, there's wind power and solar power,

and somebody has to have loaded
the DVD into the computer

and sent the message.

It's irregular, coming through
in the late morning their time.

Sometimes not coming through at all.

There's a text message attached,
but the message is corrupted.

I've got someone working on it right now.

Sir, do you want to tell me
how anyone could have survived?

Deep bunker.

And maybe, just... just
maybe the radiation levels

have dropped enough so that someone

can come out for a short space
of time and send a signal.

So we're saying
Nordstrum's theory is right?

Well, I can't come
up with another theory,

so I guess it has to be a possibility.

How long before we see this message?

Could be hours, could be days.

So when do we sail?

Well, if you do come,
you're under my command.

I hope you understand that.

Absolutely.

You steer the boat and
I'll just quietly work out

whether the world has a future or not.

We're going home, Dwight.

Yep.

Going home.

You really do know your way
around one of these brutes,

don't you?

I've always been good
with complex systems

as long as they're not female.

I've noticed.

What are you doing now?

I'm trying out an improved model

of atmospheric wind shear.

Do you really think there's hope?

Well, something bloody
weird's happening up there,

that's for sure.

You know, the first definite cases have

been reported in Queensland.

Do you think we're going
to get back in time?

Depends how well Captain
Ahab can steer this boat.

I think we're in good hands.

Well, Moira would agree with you.

She's fallen for the guy, a bloke

that makes the Sphinx look
like the life of the party.

What's going on?

Surface radiation is up 40 rads, sir.

We're going under gentlemen, all the way.

Prepare to dive.

Prepare to dive.

You Yanks call this curry?

This is pathetic.

I wouldn't dare serve this
up to a bloke at home.

Oh, you like it hotter, huh?

He likes it hotter.

Well, let's see what we can do for him.

- Hey, Gratino.
- Yo.

Hey, bring on the
special sauce over here.

We got a contender.

Lots of special sauce.

- You got the special.
- A little bit hot.

- Yes.
- Few extra hot.

You got the special.

Bring it on.

Here we go.

You're an artist, Gratino.

One for me.

One for you.

OK?

Oh, yeah.

Bring a little tear to your eye?

Oh.

Yeah.

You like that, huh?

No, no, no.

No water.
No water.

Come on.

What are you doing?

Oh, fuck.

Bring her up to periscope depth, Neil.

Yes, sir.

Pilot, take it up to periscope depth.

Yes, sir.

We have periscope depth, sir.

Melbourne get those satellites
bouncing up there yet, Giles?

No word from the Australian command, sir.

You get a status on
search for traffic up there?

Jesus Christ, I'm getting live
IP-based commercial traffic.

Are you pulling my chain?

Received the same time of day
as Melbourne received it, sir.

Find the frequency for
alarm status right now.

Track the origin of that son of a bitch.

Originating from Anchorage.

Anchorage?

Downloading now, sir.

It'll take a second or two.

There's a megabyte of video attached.

Well, let's hope we can read
this damn thing right now.

Come on, baby.

Talk to me.

Video attachment one opened, sir.

- I'll try recovering the message.
- Wait a minute.

Wait a minute.
I don't get it.

Everyone's supposed to be gone.

End of story.

Talk to me.

"Don't despair.

Don't despair."

Holy Mother of God.

Hell, someone's up there.

Don't despair.

That's a great start.

That's a great start.

It's looking good, captain.

Sir, there's a lot more message there.

I'll... I'll try to rebuild the
frames and the headers and see

what I can come up with.

That's a great start.

That's a great start.

Security battle stations.

Second section, take the watch.

Well, you've had the boat
for a week now, captain.

I guess you noticed how
quickly she responds.

Always a little shudder, though,
when you push it too hard.

Best to ease her into it.

Thanks.

Anything else?

Just one thing, sir.

You hate showing her backsides

to the Japanese submarine.

You hate showing her backsides
to Japanese submarines.

Turn that thing off!

"Run Silent, Run Deep,"
united artists 1958.

Best damn submarine movie ever made.

Here's a piece of movie trivia for you.

How many of you know that
film was financed by Burt

Lancaster, the man himself?

Now that man knew that the
best Marine was a submarine.

Gentlemen, I think secrecy at
this particular point in time

is absolute horseshit, so I'm going

to get right to the point.

We're getting some IP traffic.

It's coming from a PC
with a video attachment.

It's being transmitted right
now from somewhere north

of the 60th parallel.

Now some scientists down there believe

this radiation in the far
north may have dropped,

may have dropped a hell of a lot
faster than we ever expected.

Obviously, this means that
someone or some group survived,

thank god.

Or they came out of a shelter.

Life may be worth living
at least somewhere

north of the 60th parallel.

If that is the case, as soon
as this mission is completed,

you all have the right to
be among those survivors

and remain there if you so choose.

Listen to me.
Listen to me.

This is hope.

It's based on a theory.

I don't want to get
too juiced up about it.

I mean, shit, we don't even know what

those girls up there look like.

What did the message say, sir?

Literally, it said,
"Don't despair."

Someone is still alive up there.

It certainly seems like it to me.

So where's the message coming from?

As far as we fix it, Anchorage, Alaska.

We just changed course now.

We're going to be there in three days.

I'm going to get back
to you as fast as I can.

This is good hope, guys.

I'm going home!
I'm going home!

I'm going home!
I'm going home!

I'm going home!

What?

No matter what I feed the computer,

the answers do not come out right.

Maybe you're feeding it the wrong stuff.

It's the right stuff, believe me.

How can you explain a message that opens

"don't despair" unless
someone with good news

is trying to get through?

How can you explain a power source

suddenly coming alive after months

unless someone turned on a switch?

I can't.

Then why can't you admit
you might be bloody wrong?

Sorry.

I thought this was a long shot too.

When you get a message...

I might be wrong, OK?

Look, Mary is just so
sure we're going to survive.

Yeah, Mary's great.

You've got a real fighter there, mate.

When you got a kid, you
know, you can't imagine...

Hey, I want the
radiation to have dropped,

because if it has, then I get to go too.

I know it's strictly
against regulations, sir,

but I'd really like to
send an email to Mary

just to let her know there's some hope.

I could bend the rules for that.

You go do it.

Thank you.

Pseudonym for calamity
starting with C, 11 letters.

It's cataclysm.

Oh, I don't know.

Should I repaint the house?

That's nine letters.

Mary, why do you bother?

It's a job I started,
and I want to finish it.

You never change, do you?

- Yeah, neither do you.
- Relax.

Have a drink yourself.

Well, I don't see the point in
writing myself off every night.

I'm not writing myself off.

Don't you ever get tense, edgy?

What are you edgy about?

Dwight's promised you.

Oh, believe me.

I have quite a few promises
from quite a few men.

Yeah, but he means it.

Mary, face it.

This trip up north is about
a million to one shot.

You are such a bloody cynic.

Realist.

Well, at least I try and
look for the positives instead

of wallowing in despair.

I mean, at least I'm trying to
make something with my life.

And I don't?

No, you don't.

I mean, OK, I was the dull little sister

with the fabulous big sister
who no one ever noticed,

mom, dad, or anyone else.

Oh, come on.

Mom and dad adored you.

The only person they
ever talked about was you.

Well, how come six months before he

died, dad yelled, why can't
you be more like your sister?

I was the...

I lived in your shadow.

And you never spoke to me until I was 18.

It's because you
weren't worth speaking to.

You know what?

I'd swap my life for yours anytime.

I might be dull, but I found
a husband I love, a job I love,

and a daughter I adore, and I
cannot accept that that's going

to be taken away from me.

It's catastrophe.

Hmm?

Your word, it's...

it's catastrophe.

It's from Peter.

"Don't despair.

Don't... don't despair."

See, I told you.

Don't despair.

I know... I know we're going to survive.

Downloading now, sir.

With video attachment sent almost

the same time of day, 10:59.

Take a look at this, Charles.

Video attachment one opened, sir.

Try the message.

Whales?
Helpful.

Well, they probably would have survived.

They spend most of their
time deep underwater.

Mate, whales breathe
air like the rest of us.

Well, maybe the radiation was never

that high in the far north.

Big message to send
would have been that humans

had bloody well survived.

Why are they telling us about whales?

If they're transmitting, I think

it's pretty obvious that
human beings have survived.

I can't wait for the next message.

Maybe the Arctic wood
duck is thriving too.

They're just letting us know what

conditions are like up there.

Can you get any more of that?

You're looking pensive, admiral.

What do you think?

I'd appreciate it if you
didn't call me admiral.

But Dwight, oh, son, you are one.

What do you think?

Well, till we decipher
more of this message,

I think is fruitless to speculate.

Fine then.

Let's just keep the fantasy alive.

When we get to Alaska,
there's going to be

a bloody great party going on.

Is that what you all want me to say?

I think we'd all like you to say right

now just as little as possible.

What I will say is I've been
feeding that supercomputer

the best equations it's
ever had in its life,

and it keeps telling me no.

Why don't we do a surface
radiation reading right now?

Because we're not far enough north.

48 degrees?
I'd expect some kind of drop.

And our orders are to wait
till we're over 60 degrees.

Come on now...

And if there is no drop, morale

around here is going
to get blown to hell,

and I can't afford it.

Do you understand that?

Maybe the ostriches have survived too.

They bury their heads in the sand.

You know, the guys would
probably rather know, sir.

Release a sonar buoy, Bobby.

Yes, sir.

5, 4, 3, 2, 1.

Give me a reading and patch it in.

130, sir.

Down 50 rads from last.

I guess we do have a drop.

Still within the range
of normal variation.

What, 50 points?

Are you kidding?

Bobby.

Sorry, sir.

Can we do another reading in an hour?

If it's still around 130,
I might get interested.

And if a third is at or below that level,

then I might get bloody excited.

We're going to take a reading when we

get to Anchorage, Dr. Osborne.

I think that's the reading
that's really going to count.

I need all the data I can get.

We will take a reading
when we get to Anchorage.

Is that rational, commander?

You know, I guess it's not.

I guess I want word to
get around down there

we did drop 50 rads because I want

my guys to feel a little hope, you

know, just for a day or two.

Like, I want to feel some hope.

You heard of hope, doc?

As in hope springs eternal.

Our hope and glory.

How about the
"Great White Hope."

How about I hope a fucking
elephant sits in your fat ass,

you cynical bastard.

What's behind...

Take off the goddamn sunglasses.

I have to see what's
going on in your eyes.

- Come on.
- Did you miss me.

See when he says that's a diversion

because Garcia's got some big.

That's why he says that.

Get your hand off it.

All right, come on.

Just take them off.

First, take them off.

He never takes them...

That's so sexy.

That's it.

I'm out, gentlemen.

All right, I'll see your 50,
and I'll raise it another 50.

I never bluffed, lieutenant.

Then why did you raise me again?

Because I couldn't stand to
see you walking around here

like living dead if I wiped you out.

Bob, you haven't even seen my cards yet.

Come on.

Oh, really?

Full house, baby.

Oh, dear.

1, 2, 3, four of a kind.

He set you up, baby.

You should've kept
your glasses on, Bobby.

OK, yeah, yeah, yeah.

Sure, he won some money.

Let's see how long he lasts.
Come on.

No, I'm out of here.

You ain't going to see that again.

Garcia, you can't
quit while you're ahead.

Guys get shot for doing that.

Swain, the only reason
I'm even playing this game

is so that one day I
could win all your money

and then just get up and leave.

Nobody's that big an asshole.

Nobody.

I know you think you run
this fricking boat, Garcia,

but I'm telling you...

Hey, Bob, enough.

Sir, what you did was right.

And if you'd have said one more
word, I'd have fuck you up.

Hey, for fuck's sake,
that's ancient history.

- Fuck that, man.
- It is history, Bobby.

Bobby, come on.

There's plenty of time to
win your money back, man.

Come on.

Don't be an asshole.

Sit here and play.

Tony, sit down and play.

Please.

Come on.

All right, yeah.

What the hell.

Three more hands.

You understand me?

Anchorage harbor, sir.

I'll get the captain.

Captain, we're here sir.

We're here.

Full astern, chief.

Full astern, aye, aye, sir.

Hold it here.

Holding.

Give me depth.

It's 150, sir.

OK, release your buoy.

Yes, sir.

Sonar buoy deployed, sir.

5, 4, 3, 2, 1, 0.

It's up there, sir.

I'm not getting a reading, sir.

Got to be some background
radiation here, Mr. Garcia.

Might be a defective buoy, sir.

- Send up another.
- Yes, sir.

Sonar buoy deployed, sir.

5, 4, 3, 2, 1, zero.

It's on the surface, sir.

It's over 150 rads, sir.

Goddammit!

Fuck!

Then who the hell is
sending us that goddamn...

Bobby, it's over 150.

- That's all I know.
- Fuck.

All right, bring her up
to periscope depth now.

Periscope depth, aye, aye, sir.

Now!
Go!

Come on!

We have periscope depth, sir.

Now raise your radio aerial.

Yes, sir.

Bobby, watch it there, will you?

Functioning, sir.

Are you getting any messages here, Giles?

Two, sir.

One from last week,
one from two days ago.

Well, talk to me.

I'll open the video file.

Video file won't open, sir.

I'll try the message.

"I've got something
for you at last."

What the hell does that mean?

It makes no goddamn sense at all.

Those damn thing's still
coming through at the same time

- of day?
- Around 11 o'clock.

One or two minutes earlier each day.

We can fix the location
of where it's coming from.

Yeah, just give me a minute.

OK, it's a local TV station
just out of town sir.

Well, it's getting their
transmission time now,

god damn it.

OK, gentlemen, this is
your captain speaking.

Mr. Hirsch and I are now
going to try to investigate

the source of this goddamn signal

so all you know what the
hell is going on here as

soon as humanly possible, OK?

Thank you.

Let's go now.

- Hey, Tony.
- Yes, sir.

No heroics.

Anything happens here, get
the hell out of here as fast

as you can.

Get these kids back to Melbourne.

- Let's go.
- Yes, sir.

Let's get it right, gentlemen.

Be careful, sir.

Always, Mr. Holmes.

One hour, sir.

After that, you start running out of air.

You blast that klaxon
every quarter of an hour.

- Do you hear me?
- Aye, sir, good luck.

I hope you find someone.
Good luck.

Yep.

Where did they all go to die?

Inside, I guess, in their homes.

Remind you of somewhere?

We better keep moving, sir.

It does though, doesn't it?

Come on, kids.

Dinner's ready.

Remember?

Mom, come down and play with us.

Come on, you two.

Time to come up.

Dinner's on the table.

Mom, can we stay a little longer?

Dwight, don't encourage them.

Do you remember her.

It looks a lot like it.

Sir, we really got to go.

Washed it down with a Coke.

Why the hell did she die here alone for?

"Brisbane, Australia."

Poor kid didn't have anywhere else to go.

Oh, fuck.

Are you kidding me?

You son of a bitch.

You son of a bitch.

Stupid.

This is an auxiliary solar panel.

That's all it is.

A little early every day,
but only when the sun shines.

Hi, I'm Jenny Albaine bringing
you the weekly North American

report.

This week, from Alaska.

Why Alaska?

Well, all of you back in Australia

might remember the mother and daughter

whales that were trapped under
the polar ice a few years back.

Well, don't despair.

The whales have survived.

Only... only this time
there are six of them.

And the good news is that they're all...

what?

Oh, my god.

Oh, Stan.

I'm... I'm so...

I'm sorry.

We've just received a news
broadcast from somewhere

in the Midwest that says
that nuclear blasts have been

recorded on North American soil
with seismic shocks of over 7

on the Richter scale being recorded.

Shit, I have to get out of here.

Simon, I'll try and
get this message back.

I love you.

I love you.

I love you, Simon.

Shit.

I will take this back to the family, huh?

Captain, Brisbane's
way north of Melbourne.

By the time we get there, it's...

it's pointless, sir.

Look, I'm going to go inside.

Captain, we got to get back.

No, I'll just be a minute.

No, it's really not
such a good idea, sir.

- We're running low on air.
- You stay here.

Captain, we...

Jesus.

Hey, dad.

How are you?

Dwight, why aren't you here?

Why aren't you here?

Come on.

Don't... don't do this to me!

Don't do this to me!

Don't do this to me!

Don't do this to me!

God, don't do this to me!

Don't do this to me!

God, don't do this to me!

Don't do this to me.

Come on, captain.

Don't do this...

Come on.
It's right.

- Don't do this to me.
- Shh.

Come on.
It's OK.

Look, look, look.

Nobody suffered here.

You see that?

Your family didn't suffer.

I promise you.

They didn't suffer, captain.

I promise you.

We've got to go, sir.

We've gotta go.

Come on, captain.

The air is running real low.

Now come on.

Come on, captain.

We can't die here, captain.

Come on.

Come on, captain.

We got to go.

Let's get out of here.

Come on.

Come on.

How much air have they got?

They should have been here by now.

So what's the story?

Oh, the captain will brief you.

Sir.

Garcia, you don't tell the
captain about this, OK?

We had to hurry back, and he'll
only blame himself, you know.

So the signal there
was a solar-powered PC.

I'm sorry.

Where to, captain?

Go to San Francisco.

Sir, our orders are to
proceed directly to Melbourne.

Most of my crew here
grew up in San Francisco.

I think they deserve the
opportunity now to say goodbye.

Sir, that will add days to our trip.

Yep.

I'm aware of that.

Yeah.

That had to be tough.

That's real nice, sir.

This detour to San
Francisco, some of the crew

have got it into their heads that that's

as far as they want to go.

Yeah, they have.

That's crazy.

San Francisco's fucked.

People are still alive back home.

Melbourne reached stage four yesterday.

Well, that gives us two more
weeks of claustrophobia here

for an extra week or two in Melbourne,

and then they get to
die in a foreign land.

Do you blame them?

Peter will never see his family again.

No one on this boat is ever going

to see his family again, sir.

And I think if they got
the guts enough to stick it

out here in San Francisco, I think

I just might owe it to them.

Dwight you've stayed with Peter's family.

Is this about Peter,
sir, or is it about you?

Oh, for fuck's sake, of
course, I want to go back,

and I thought you did too.

Or was Moira just a diversion?

You know, one of these days,
I'm going to hit you real hard,

man.

Yeah, you and what navy?

Exact position, Mr. Garcia?

We're 1,000 yards off the
Golden Gate Bridge, sir.

We have periscope depth, captain.

God help us.

Oh, my god.

Oh, my god.

Oh, god.

Oh, no.

Jesus.

Oh, shit.

OK, you got a navigational solution

for dead-center channel here?

Yes, sir.

10 degrees right.

We're out at 2262, sir.

Is that channel
clear, Mr. Swain?

Is that channel
clear, Mr. Swain?

Bobby!

We're getting weird returns, sir.

There seems to be a lot of
junk out there, everywhere.

But center channel is clear.

OK.

OK.

10 degrees right about at 2262.

Full ahead one third.

Let's go.

Full ahead one third, aye, aye, sir.

Full ahead one third, yes, sir.

Can we get a telephoto
of the Naval Air Station

on Treasure Island, sir?

Go right ahead.

I don't care who started this,
but somewhere along the chain

of command someone should
have had the guts to say,

stop this fucking lunacy.

Someone did.

You didn't fire your warheads.

Well, you know, when the order came,

this suddenly seemed
beyond comprehension.

Absurd.

I had a problem with it at the time.

You could have been court-martialed.

Not really.

Anybody who could have court-martialed me

was already dead or dying.

Yeah.

OK, gentlemen, we got a clear angle

here on Oakland Army base.

I think we've seen enough of this.

Come right full rudder to 1401.

1401, aye, aye sir.

1401, yes, sir.

Hey, Bobby, stay with me
here a minute, will you?

Yes, sir.

Marin County, sir.

Holy Mother of God.

Hey, Neil.

Yes, sir.

Take a look at that.

Whoa.

I'll be damned.

Not a scratch, not a mark.

Look at that.

Shouldn't it have flattened all this?

Neutron, Bobby.

Destruction cones get real focused.

Wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait.

Go back.

Go back.

I used to hang out on that corner

checking out all the wolves.

Oh, yeah.

Well, you check it
out yourself right now.

Yes, sir.

Oh, man.

Look at that.

You know, I used to
skateboard on the hill.

Get out of here.

Damn near killed myself.

Damn.

That's Ken Puglia's video rental place.

Puglia.

The door is wide open.

Damn.

Everything's wide open.

My mother's home is on the
other side of that hill.

If this periscope was 100
foot high, I could see it.

That was a dumb thing I just did.

No, captain, he had a right to see.

God damn it.

Sir, someone's locked in
the forward torpedo room.

Get the mechanic.

Get the mechanic.

Come on now, Swain.
Come on.

Captain, it's Bobby.

He's locked himself in
the forward torpedo room.

Bobby, poker every night.

You're going to win back every cent.

Not yet.

Bobby, come on out of there.

Come on.

Nice chat, man.

Well, you're right.

Unlock that hatch, Bobby.

Bobby, unlock the hatch.

Bobby.

Bobby.

Get in there.

Come on.

Bobby!

What the hell's he doing?

He's going home.

Hey, Bobby, you come
straight back here right

now you're going to be OK.

Come on.

It's not too late.

Bobby, I know how you feel.

We all do.

Now please don't do this.

Bobby, please.

I'll go get him, sir.

No, no.

He's right where he wants to be.

He's right where he wants to be.

Is there any problems if we
hold it here for a while?

No, sir.

We can hold it here as long as you like.

OK.

Swain's got it right, sir.

I grew up around here.

We go out there with Swain,
we'd be dead in a week.

I'll go back to Melbourne
and be dead in a week.

What's the goddamn difference?

Yeah, two weeks underwater
driving each other crazy.

That's the difference.

Yeah, man, that's right.

California's fucking dust.

Let's get out of here.

What the fuck's left for us here, man?

I've got a bae back in Melbourne.

If it's a choice between fishing
and getting it on with Rachel,

she wins big time.

Come on, man...

Get your fucking hands off me, man!

Hey, listen!

Our orders are to proceed
directly back to Melbourne

and debrief admiralty.

Frisco!

Frisco!

Frisco!
Frisco!

Frisco!
Frisco!

Frisco!
Frisco!

Frisco!
Frisco!

Frisco!

This is stupid.

Frisco!

This is stupid!

Shut up!

Shut up!

That's enough!

Your families are dead!

Everyone you love is dead!

But Peter, Peter is the
only one on this boat

that still has a family.

That's not some babe
that he laid last week.

It's... it's a wife and
a kid that he loves.

We might not have many rights left,

but I would have thought the right

to die with your family is about
up there with the best of them.

Yeah, yeah, well, that's our right,

to die here with our family.
Here now.

Yeah.

And that's your right, whatever.

What the fuck?

This is where we grew up.

We grew up here.

That's enough!

Everybody's opinion will be heard.

There's no messages.

I checked.

Don't do that.

Something's wrong.

No.

There'd be a good reason
why they haven't sent one.

Something's wrong.

I can feel it.

Excuse me there.

I'm not here to pull rank.

On the question like this, we are equal.

I've got personal reasons
I'm voting to go back.

My reasons are my reasons.

Please do not anyone here treat my vote

as different than anyone else's,
because if the majority of you

here want to stay, that's
what we're going to do.

We are going to stay.

OK, Melbourne.

Hi.

Hi.

Where is she?

Where's my girl?

Where's my hug?

Is the city really bad?

Not a pretty sight.

Hey, you're really getting somewhere.

I know.

Why don't you pull your
coat off and give me a hand?

Hey, you got a message.

I just checked that a minute ago.

Oh, no.

Oh, god.

I told him to go.

There was always a chance.

There was no chance!

You knew that and I knew
that, but I made him go.

Mary, he's coming back.

Just when it's too late.

It's not over yet.

There are radiation cases
being reported in Sydney!

They all knew.

When... when they sent this
stupid bloody submarine,

they all... they all knew.

Oh, Barbz.

Come on, little Barbz.

How are you doing, Bobby?

Doing just fine, sir.

Are you catching anything?

If they're down there, I'll get

I saw my folks.

They... they died peaceful.

How much time do I have, sir?

I don't know.

I think you've got
maybe four or five days.

Hey, Bobby, you do know that
you are the best sonar man

that I have ever worked with.

You weren't so bad yourself, sir.

I wanted you to know that.

We got to head out now.

You just be damn careful
of that wash, huh?

OK.

See you.

See you, guys.

See you, Bobby.

See you Swain.

This one's for you!

Gratino, you break out
whatever booze you got

on board this boat right now.

You take that cachet of
steaks I brought on board.

- Whoa, whoa, whoa...
- All of them.

In one hour, I want to be done
dining on Tornadoes Rossini.

- You got broccoli?
- Yes, sir.

- Can you make a Caesar salad?
- Yes, sir.

You cook these boys up a supper

right now like they've
just won the Super Bowl.

- You hear me?
- Yes, sir.

Let's make it a royal motherfucking

- wedding at the Taj Mahal.
- Yes, sir.

Yeah!

Hey, Neil.

Yes, sir.

You get Giles.

Patch it up through the boat right now.

Are you sure, Captain?

I have never been sure.

Do it.

You want to take it over, Neil.

I'm going up top.

What's the matter.

- Give me a medic.
- Somebody get a medic.

- Give me a medic.
- Yes, sir.

Just lie down.

Lay him down.

Not great.

She's depressed and blaming
herself for sending you away.

I'll stay.

Just get here as soon as you can.

Is Dwight coming?

One of his officers is sick.

We're all going to get sick very

shortly, haven't you heard?

This is his second in command.

They're very close.

Oh.

Moira, I'm sure he's going
to be coming as soon as he can.

Are they both well?

Yeah, yeah, they're fine.

Just get here.

All right.

Yeah, I'm on my way.

OK?

The hell is that?

The platelet count
indicates severe leukemia.

For some reason, he's got
radiation in his bloodstream.

That's impossible.

We were in suits.

Well, it happened somehow.

Look, if these were normal times,

we could keep him alive a little longer.

But we... I'm sorry.

I didn't mean to sound callous.

What are we looking at here?

He'll start hemorrhaging
from the intestines and mouth.

Sir, I think it would be
better for him and you...

What are you talking about?

Yes, sir.

What'd the doc say?

How did you get radiation
in your bloodstream?

Dwight, what the hell does it matter now?

A couple extra days.

It's all right.

How long have I got?

He said you're going to be fine.

Don't bullshit me.

We've been together eight years now.

You're my captain.

Don't bullshit me.

I'm going to die, and we know it.

I know it, and you know it.

So please.

Yeah, I suppose you are.

I hate it almost as much
as I hate the fact that I'm

going to be right behind you.

Do you hear me?

I'm going to be right behind you.

I just fucked...

fucked everything.

I fucked everything, man.

You've got to go to sleep now.

No, I should tell you to go, you know.

But you know something?

I want you here, man.

I'm not going anywhere.

Do you hear me?

I'm not going anywhere.

Sir, if you'd like some
fresh air, I can take over.

All right.

You've been somewhere?

Listen, I had to get something to eat.

What's it like out there now?

Hell, that town is jumping now.

The whole damn place came alive.

Excuse me, sir.

Shh.

Shh.

Shh.

Shh.

There's daddy!

There's daddy.

Welcome back.

Who the hell invited you?

I just came to say goodbye.

I'm so sorry.

Shh.

I'm so sorry.

I should have never let you go.

No, no, no, no, that's crazy.

Don't be silly.

I had to go, didn't I?

There was a chance, so I had to go.

I know, right?

Yeah.

I had to go.

I didn't think I'd see you again.

Yeah, well, I'm here, and
I'm bloody well here to stay.

I hope you don't think you're staying.

You don't want me under
the same roof, fine.

I'll go and stay at the
hotel at Queenscliff.

They've closed it.

I'll find somewhere.

There isn't anywhere.

You should get back on the
train and go back to the city.

I will when I'm convinced that
that's what you really want.

That's what I really want.

No, I'm not convinced.

Good, boy.

Come on, buddy.

Come on.

Whoa.

Good boy.

Hang on.

OK.

Is something wrong?

How the hell did you get it all finished?

We sold our bodies.

Moira sold her body.

I used charm.

But you can't look too
closely because there's

some rough edges.

Good job.

Thank you.

Peter, where did you find it?

Maya practically giving them away.

Oh, darling, get me some more please.

I did.

But that one's the nicest.

I don't think she'd like it.

Oh, darling, it's a little teddy bear.

Look, he's...

Who wants a deformed bloody teddy bear?

Well, aren't you going to open mine?

Ah.

What?

That's my present to you.

It's a very good copy.

Thanks, Jules.

That's not copy.

That's an original.

It's a dead set Van Gogh.

Sure.

Oh, my god, it is.

It's the original.

Jules, where the hell did you get it?

From the gallery.

- But they have guards.
- Yep.

They said what the fuck
do you think you're doing?

And I said stealing it.

And they looked at each other
and said, shit, why not?

And they started stealing them too.

Oh, my god, it must be worth squillions.

I got a Renoir as well.

Where will we put it?

No, not here.

Not here.

I couldn't care less.

Moira, you're not going to believe this,

but I've sort of changed
my attitude towards Dwight.

I'll bet.

After over a month cheek
to jowl with the guy,

I guess I'm sort of impressed.

I could quite even understand
how you might like him.

Stop it, Jules.

You're making me sick.

Mr. nice guy does not suit you.

Did he tell you he
didn't fire his warheads?

No.

Why are you telling me all this?

To impress you with my honesty.

You're always working
an angle, aren't you?

When it comes to you, absolutely.

If he loves you that
much, why isn't he here?

His second in command is dying.

His whole crew is going to
die one by one by one by one.

Thank you.

Nice to know you, captain.

I'm glad I knew you, Neil.

He's not going to show.

Its duty first with Dwight.

I'll give you the Renoir.

Go on then.

Go back to your lonely bed.

I don't love you, Jules.

I just don't want to die alone.

Dwight.

Dwight.

You slept with him, right?

I slept with him for
over a year in the past.

Is it really so important?

It is to me.

I thought you weren't coming.

I thought I didn't matter.

You didn't matter?

Because I couldn't leave my
dying friend you didn't matter?

Jules knows I don't love him.

Oh.

I guess that justifies it then.

What is this, any port in a storm?

There's a bloody big
storm on its way, Dwight.

You know, I should
have stayed with my men.

Yeah, you should have.

That's where you really want to be.

Dwight!

Ouch.

I really did think he wouldn't come.

So did I.

We've missed the train.

We're going to have to
wait another three hours.

Jules, I'm... I'm going to stay.

I can honestly say that you made my life

a hell of a lot more interesting
than it would have been.

The same.

I only wish I hadn't stuffed things up.

You'll be all right?

I might go for a little drive.

Oh, you look tired.

Yeah, I guess I am.

Thanks.

Neil?

Neil died, Peter.

Come in.

Is he still here?

Didn't you ever once
stuff up in a big way?

He's in the guest room.

What are you reading?

Dickens.

"Great Expectations."

Not a very appropriate title, is it?

Like it?

I read that when I was 19.

I'm liking it better now.

I've been doing that,
rereading the things

that changed my life a little.

Things like "The
Perfect Martini."

I saw your Van Gogh.

Beautiful, isn't it?

Well, it's a Van Gogh, isn't it?

I mean, I got you a present too.

You're not quite in that
league, but at least I

didn't steal the goddamn thing.

Well, that's not true either.

It kind of came heavily discounted.

Can I see it?

Yeah, I picked it up
on one of those closing

down sales happening all over town now.

It's beautiful.

I got a present for you.

You're totally safe.

That's what they all say.

No matter how fast I turn
this thing, you can't fall out.

Oh, just keep telling me that.

It's not like cornering
in a car, though, is it?

No, don't you dare.

You bastard.

Yeah!

I am so glad I'm here.

I think Sharon would be glad.

I'm approved?

At this point.

Is this so bad?

I love them with everything inside me.

I know now they're gone.

Bottom line, sir, the men
want Neil buried at sea.

We got nothing against this
place, sir, but it's not home.

Do you want us to go back home again?

Sir, there's no time.

People are starting to
get sick all over and...

Brinkmaster and Carter are vomiting

every half hour or, so...

that's America, sir.

That's home.

When we take our pills, we want

to be on there together, sir.

I'd love to be able to say I'd be back

with you tomorrow, but in a few seconds,

all radio transmission goes off the air.

...just say thank you to my friends.

Forgive me to my enemies.

And go bravely.

And peace to all of you.

Last day of radio transmission.

What's happening in poor old Melbourne?

I don't know.

Streets are almost deserted.

People are going back to their families.

You know, you're welcome to stay with us.

Thanks.

I'll be right.

Mary is still having a little
bit of trouble accepting.

Yes, I can.

I mean, I think we're all
having trouble accepting, but...

She'll be fine.

She's got you.

She'll be fine.

I just hate to think of you.

I won't be alone.

He's coming back?

Yep.

Thanks for being
such a decent brother-in-law.

Dah.

If there was a picture of that
above every nuclear trigger,

this would never have happened.

Sweetie, are you all right?

Are you OK?

I guess the ham we...

Yeah, sure, sure.

You're trying to prove
some kind of hero, huh?

Yes, sir.

How am I doing, sir?

You're doing real good.

You're a good boy.

Where are Brinkmaster and Carter?

Brinkmaster is not so good, sir.

Floyd and Chan are vomiting too.

All right, I got one trip I got to make.

We sail first thing in the morning.

Don't make it any later, sir.

You got it.

I was starting to
think you weren't coming.

Yeah, I just took a while.

I've got everything packed.

Moira, I got to go back now.

I meant everything I told you.

Do you hear me?

I love you.

I will love you always.

Those guys are dying now.

They just want to go back out to sea.

They just want me to be there at the end.

So do I. I never died before.

I don't think I'm going
to be very good at it.

There's nothing that
I could say now could

make you understand anyway.

Oh, I understand.

You go.

You go.

We were starting to get worried, sir.

Is she ready?

Fuel checked and ready to go, sir.

The chief told me you
wanted me to say a prayer.

I'm not a particularly
religious man, as you know.

I wouldn't know what, if anything,

lies beyond out there.

I guess if I had a prayer, well...

let's just say, dear, God, or whoever,

if you're out there
now and you're with us,

we hope there's been a point to this.

And we ask...

We ask.

We ask.

...that all the lives
that have ever been lived

have not been lived in vain.

That'll be too cruel a joke.

Gentlemen, I want to thank
each and every one of you

for being there for me.

It's been a privilege to be your captain.

And I thank you for
granting me the freedom

to go as I wish to go.

The "USS Charleston" has
set sail for San Francisco.

God bless you all.

Mary, you know what's wrong
with her as well as I do.

Don't say that.

Please don't say that.

You've been sick yourself
for the last day or more

and you know why.

Sweetie.

Sweetie.

Please.

Please.

I don't want to see her die.

No mother should have to be...

No mother should have
to watch her child suffer

and suffer right to the end.

No, that would be too cruel.

Please.

Not for this long.

Can you do it?

I'll do it.

Daddy has got some medicine for you.

OK?

He will make you feel a little better.

It won't hurt a bit.

It won't hurt a bit.

Thanks.

I'll get us a drink.

OK.

OK.

What are your best memories?

What stands out?

The best?

The very best was
seeing Jenny being born.

A new life we'd created together.

Courageous wife.

I don't think it's ever
been better than that.

There was this tiny little
person that I'd just died for.

I loved our first night in
this cottage on the beach.

When we finally got Jenny to sleep.

You know, we were all
tired, all exhausted.

And determined to get
out there on that balcony.

And it was a balmy summer night.

And we just looked at each other,

and then we just knew that after
months and months of searching,

this was the perfect place.

Yeah, not quite perfect.

Within weeks, you'd decided
you had to renovate.

I'm an architect.

It goes with the territory.

Well, it's perfect now.

We've been so lucky, you know?

We have.

To Commander Towers,
the bastard who deserted

me just when I needed him most.

Hell of a choice.

I didn't have a choice.